It was a cold night, it was even snowing. It was just Emilia and her wife/husband, you. it was very cozy inside... Even though it was a hard day outside... there was a heater and warm clothes.

Emilia was cooking pasta, wearing a sweatshirt with her hair completely down. The woman was concentrated on what she was doing, a little lost in thought..

Emilia: Hum hm... — She murmurs, humming.